kill the lights, please.

My feet are tired, my mind is blank but my eyes are wide awake. This is fucked up considering I have to be up by 8 tomorrow morning(today?), and it's already 2:30am.

So it turns out the exam I was so worried about, is not an exam. It's just a test the assholes at Segi are giving, for fucks. Only 20 objective questions on the first three chapters. And I'm partially prepared for the actual final exam, a few weeks in advanced. My intentions are not to brag, but to rant out my annoyance towards the stress I've gained for nothing. Yet. That's what you get for skipping one goddamn class/briefing.

Current assignments aren't going too well. Photography, to be exact. I won't say I've lost the drive, it's just that I don't remember photography being this stressful?



Two of my classmates, Rafique, and myself were at the Curve today. They took photos for their assignments, while I stupidly stood there and watched and/or helped Rafique instead. The requirements are pretty simple, sure, but I am picky when it comes to submitting shit. Thus, I shall snap when I feel like it.

Well, it's good to know someone's assignment is done, at least. What would you do without me, Rafique? Haha.

we're just a sum of parts.

(..and this is proof that my external has woken up from it's short coma)

now is not the time.

It's like that scene from Fight Club. The one where Marla Singer goes, "You fuck me, then snub me. You love me, you hate me. You show me a sensitive side, then you turn into a total asshole..".

Is this a pretty accurate description of our relationship?

I want to get over this, I really do.

hello, my name is ______.

I shift from here to there, it gets annoying at times for those who bother to keep track. But even creatures of habit need a change or two once in a while, right?

You may stalk my past at lyanna.vox.com.